Emica Kana is 18 years old. She has always loved writing stories., They were her escape from reality. She always wished that a man would come and save her like they always do in the stories.
Well, she got her wish.
Emica entered a small writing school that was near a river. Her friend had joined her. But, the teacher had an odd vibe around him. Emica became a little scared of him. She especially became scared when the teacher started to pay more attention to her. One day, when she runs from him, she falls into a world of adventure, risk, and abnormalities. 
But, her teacher is what scares her more than this new world. What secrets and schemes did he use to get her here?

I'm just a creative writing major trying to make it through one day at a time. My best friend is a heroine of justice, protector of dreams and wishes. I don't really envy her, but I'll be there as her supporting Character as long as she needs me. After all, she doesn't have anyone else to share her exciting life with.

My name is Avery and I'm going to college as a creative writing major. All I want is to make it through each day as they come at me.

My best friend since childhood is Nikki, an overly confident and energetic girl. She's also the heroine of justice, protector of dreams and wishes known (or, unknown) as Tranquitty. 

I don't envy her situation, but I am her #1 supporting character. After all, I'm the only one that understands what she's going through and is there to listen to her.

just a little creative writing exercise :D

just a little creative writing exercise! i'll work on it when i'm not procrastinating.

Update schedule: Anywhere from a week and a half, to about a year :')

I am very hard ful writer and i am very creative writing skills


Born 1984, Michael Botur is a writer originally from Christchurch, New Zealand, who now lives in Whangarei with his wife and two kids, Abe and Violet. He is of British, Irish, Polish and Pakistani descent.  
Botur is author of five short story collections. The collections are True? (2018), Lowlife (2017), Spitshine (2015/16), Mean (2013) and Hot Bible! (2012). 
Botur holds a Masters in Creative Writing from AUT University and a Graduate Diploma in Journalism Studies from Massey University, as well as degrees in arts and literacy.  Botur makes a living from writing as a columnist, corporate communications writer, SEO blogger, advertising writer and journalist. His writing services are listed at www.MichaelBoturWriter.com. 
Botur has published creative writing in most NZ literary journals, has been making money from creative writing since the age of 21 and was in 2017 included in the University of Otago collection 'Manifesto Aotearoa: 101 political poems' and University of Canterbury's 'Bonsai' flash fiction collection.
Botur has published journalism in most major NZ newspapers including New Zealand Herald, Herald on Sunday, Sunday Star-Times, as well as many magazines.  
Botur has a long history of volunteering, including working with Maori and Pasifika literacy, Youthline, ESOL refugee tutoring, and working for Waitemata DHB's Volunteer Stroke Scheme. In Whangarei, Botur is involved in improv theatresports and performance poetry. Read most of Mike's short stuff at www.NZShortStories.com.

12 friends. 12 million bucks. 12 months. 
No food. No adults. No backing out.

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Eden Shepherd was promised a million bucks and a year with her best friends in a biodome experiment controlled by sinister artificial intelligence. No one told her there would be no food, no banks for her money, no law, and no backing out.

M A I N  - Danielle Tanner - Interview vibes
Nicknames - Dani, Tanner, Little bee, clumsy, baby girl, Dans
Full name: Danielle Tanner (Yep no middle name)
Age - 21
Style: Cute comfortable
Major: Double major graphic design (for book covers) and creative writing (because she loves to write)
Deepest fear: Her secret
What would break her: You can't break her because she's already broken. But to be honest her loved ones dying could definitely get her there
Flaws: shy, doesn't trust people, scarred
Favourite food: Pizza
Hobbies: Writing, star gazing, making book covers, photography, watching black and white movies, visiting coffee shops and libraries, hanging out with close friends but nothing too wild
Trigger: Rubix cube the person from her secret always used it before he did something
Telltale nervous/uncomfortable signs: Bitting the inside of her cheek, looking down, blushing, digging fingernails into palms
Music taste: Pop
Coffee yay or nay: yay, definitely yay. She needs to stay awake. 
Best characteristics: kind, smart, funny, beautiful inside and out, stands up for what she believes in, fighter, creative
Appearance: Dimples, caramel brown hair, green eyes, pale skin, cute small nose, straight teeth, small, bright smiles
Lies: Sometimes white lies are ok, some things need to remain secrets
Fate, destiny, true or bs: Bs because if it was true, the gods sure hated her because her life is majorly fucked up
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M A I N  - River Underwood - Interview vibes
Nicknames - Riv, Babe, Underwood, Dork
Full name: River Daniel Underwood
Age: 21
Style: casual and laidback
Major: Baseball and takes his other passion graphic design(he likes art but it was the most appealing major)
Deepest fear: Watching the ones he loves get hurt and break, when he can't do anything to help
What would break him: watching the people he loves get hurt and not being able to do anything about it
Flaws: sometimes makes friends with the wrong person, to trusting at times
Favourite food: Fries
Hobbies: Doodling, going for runs, cute places, baseball, hanging out with friends on Friday nights
Trigger: People who are rude and hurt others
Telltale nervous/uncomfortable signs: Pacing, jiggling knee
Music taste: Pop
Coffee yay or nay: nay it's gross and tastes like shit
Best characteristics: kind, funny, outgoing, understanding, problem solver
Appearance: tall, dark brown hair, blue eyes, big muscles, athletes body, straight white teeth, clumsy million-dollar smiles
Lies: Never
Fate, destiny, true or bs: True, it's nice to think someones looking out for you and that you have a purpose
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Danielle Tanner, a writer by nature, part time coffee addict, full time day dreamer, occupation - broke college student. Who's dressed in oversized hoodies, a messy bun and fluffy socks until further notice. She loves most things about the world, especially the small things like pillow talks and shower thoughts, midnight music and late-night Starbucks runs, shooting stars, crashing waves, warm coffee and rainy days.  

But Dani isn't just that, she has a different side. Hidden by layers of makeup and tears. She's the broken girl, who wakes up twisted in a coil of blankets, crying and screaming from her nightmares. Her body is a map of scars and her face is stained with teardrops and her soul with secrets.  

She leads a life where someone is always watching, always has an ear to the door and one wrong move could land her in hot water. Truth hurts but secrets kill you, and Dani? Well, is was made from secrets, ones she could never tell of course. Ones like the maze. It scares everyone. But our Dans has a different reason to be so scared she feels sick and cries until she's practically drowning. You see the thing is Danielle Tanner fears the maze not because she could go through it because she already has been through it, just not in the way you would expect.  

And then of course I must introduce our second character, River Underwood, boy with a paintbrush fixed to his hand, a baseball flying out of the other (which makes sense since he's the captain of the baseball team), a gaggle of swooning girls (golden boy alert) and a kind heart. Slowly over time, he feels himself falling for Dani, the girl with the hidden scars, talents, secrets. Whose eyes hold so many secrets, so many broken dreams, so many stars.   

He stays awake with her every single night, wipes away her tears, holds her in his arms, he peels away the layers of secrets, breaks down the walls keeping him out. But can he show her love, or does he hurt her one last time? Can he turn her shadows into stars?

I'm sorry to waste your fastpass/coins but I have no other way to notify you. I decided to go on a hiatus because recently, I have noticed a drop in writing quality. I was so determined to get chapters out that I overworked myself. I spend 45-47 hours a week working. That includes school and writing. I would be able to handle that with any other job but writing demands time and creative energy. I will not stop my studies to write, no matter how much I'd like to, but I will not stop writing either. I need to stop myself and regain my balance between writing and school.
This process may take two to three weeks. I have no exact number because my brain is unpredictable. When I come back, I might "delete" the last chapter. By "delete" I mean title it: DO NOT UNLOCK THIS CHAPTER. I am not allowed to delete chapters. Yes I know that's strange. I think I can ask but we're not here to talk about this site's practices. If you want to be updated on what's happening, I encourage you to join the discord. Link is in the comments.
I just need to stop myself, take a breath, and find my rhythm again. I am so proud of the plot and where it's going. Imagine my frustration when I see all my work slowly unravel and decay. I only enjoy writing good content, and lately I have not enjoyed writing. So to solve this issue, I need to shave down my massive amount of computer science major work, sit down, and write. I don't mean in between homework sessions. I mean I will find entire days to sit down and write.
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"Screw magic, I want to learn how to do cool flips and stuff." Magic is awesome, until you've studied it for centuries. Doevm reincarnates into a human to experience the path of a fighter to its fullest and swears not to rely on magic. There is only one problem, a goddess stands in his way. She pits him against both the hero and the villain for all of eternity. How will he escape this, with magic or his fists? Maybe both? -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------(Sorry about the spacing. Webnovel doesn't let me use enter) Winner of contest #110. I upload three chapters a week. Each chapter has word count around 1000+.-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------Link to my discord: https://discord.gg/tHaceja ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------While I am an experienced writer, I do make mistakes. Don't be afraid to say you don't understand something or point out an error in grammar. I read all comments. There are naturally some things I won't say. For example, if some says there's an inconsistency and I don't address it, it's probably there for a reason.

When the time came to travel north and meet with Matthew Donohue they took Sierra's car since it was newer and had less mileage on it. Nathan was so rarely a passenger in other people's cars that it was a bit strange to be sitting anywhere but the driver's seat.  
"Are you sure you can take this much time off for my sake?" she asked a bit hesitantly after they had been on the road for a few minutes. "Don't you have a deadline to meet soon?"
He shook his head. "I'm good for a while; I had a random burst of inspiration and stayed up until 4 AM writing a few days ago. That should be enough to tide me over until I get back to it. This trip is entirely focused on superpower research and getting you taken care of."
"Four AM?! How often does that happen?"
"Not terribly often. If I stay up late writing I usually stop by two. It's kind of hard to keep going once my eyes start to blur, inspiration or not."
Sierra sighed. "You're hopeless. I would say to get a better sleep schedule but I suppose it doesn't really matter considering you have nowhere else pressing to be. Is that how you're able to crank out two or three books a year?"
"Yes but that's a recent development. For the first few years after getting published I only did one a year while I was getting the process down. Last year was the first time I did three and that was only because the releases were staggered," Nathan replied with a shrug.  
"Writing doesn't actually take that long once inspiration strikes. The problem is the outline, the researching, constantly checking in with my editor, rewriting, and so on. Basically what turns my first draft into a published novel. First drafts don't typically take me more than a few weeks to do if I'm sufficiently inspired.  
"Sometimes I get stuck trying to write one chapter for hours because I keep getting distracted. That can make things take longer but if I'm on a roll it takes forty-five minutes to an hour because I type fast."
"What's your typing speed?" Sierra asked curiously.  
"Eighty-six words per minute according to my most recent typing test. That was a while ago though and those tests don't account for everything. For reference though, most professional typists average between fifty and eighty words per minute."
Nathan used to love taking typing tests in school when he was a kid. He kept up the practice online occasionally once he got too old for that to be included in the curriculum anymore.  
She turned and smiled at him since they were at a stoplight. "You're kind of a nerd, you know that?"
"Yeah, sorry."
"Don't apologize! It isn't a bad thing. I think it's cool that you know so many random things. You're a lot smarter than I am."  
Nathan didn't believe that. Sierra had an accounting degree and that involved some seriously hardcore math. "Says the accounting major to the creative writing major. You're probably better at math than I am. People are smart about different things."
"You did minor in physics though. Your math mind has to be at least as good as mine. Honestly, sometimes I wonder if there's anything you're actually bad at," she teased.  
He blinked at her in surprise. That was a strange way of complimenting him. Was he really that impressive in her eyes? There were plenty of things he was terrible at, especially social things.  
"I can come up with a list if you don't believe me."
Sierra rolled her eyes. "Geez, Nate! Learn to take a joke."  
"…what did you just call me?" Nathan asked stupidly. He was fairly certain she called him by his nickname but she had never done that before so he might be hearing things.  
Her cheeks pinked. "Sorry, is that for family only? I noticed Amber and Lisa call you that and I guess it sort of slipped out. Do you prefer Nathan?"  
Honestly, it didn't matter to him one way or the other. He went by Nathan his entire life until Amber was old enough to start talking and couldn't pronounce it. She called him Naten for a while and that eventually shortened to Nate. With her referring to him that way all the time her parents eventually followed suit.  
"Either one is fine. Amber started it because she couldn't pronounce my name when she was little and her parents jumped on the bandwagon after a while. They're the only ones who have ever called me that but it's not like it would be weird for anyone else to do it."
Sierra seemed relieved. "Oh good. I don't want to make you uncomfortable or anything."
Nathan was thrown off but not uncomfortable. Those were two entirely different things. Something in his chest warmed when he realized she wanted to call him by his nickname because that was something people tended to do when they were close.  
He tried not to think about how that wouldn't last much longer and semi changed the subject. "Do you have any nicknames?"
"Only the embarrassing ones my parents called me when I was little but I'm not telling you those. It's kind of hard to make a nickname out of 'Sierra.' Scarlett is Scar and my brother Sam's full name is actually Samuel though we've never called him that. I guess once again I'm the odd one out."
"Eh, don't feel bad. Amber doesn't have a nickname either aside from the silly ones her parents made for her when she was a baby too. Some names aren't really nicknameable."  
Sierra cracked a smile. "Is nicknameable a real word?"
"No but you still understood what I meant so it works," Nathan replied with a shrug. "Technically, nothing is a real word until someone makes it so. Once its use becomes widespread enough it gets added to the dictionary."  
"I suppose you would know since you're a writer."  
"There are plenty of writers out there whose nonsense words have made it into dictionaries. Like Lewis Carroll, the author of the Alice in Wonderland books, who invented the word 'chortled' or John Milton, the author of Paradise Lost, who named the capital city of hell Pandemonium. We still use that to describe a state of chaos.
"There are all sorts of words or phrases that only became popular by accident because of something someone has written, be it a book, letter, or article. Bedazzled, catch-22, malapropism, freelance, serendipity, whodunit, boredom, luggage…there are more but I can't think of them off the top of my head."
"Wow, I never would have guessed some of those. I concede your point. Maybe someday nicknameable will make it into the dictionary because of you," Sierra laughed.  
Nathan was fairly sure she was making fun of him at this point but he didn't really mind. "I kind of doubt it. When would I even be able to slip that into a story? My novels are the wrong genre for something silly like that."
"How did you get into writing thrillers anyway?"
"I didn't always write thrillers…I used to write really dumb stuff about time travel, pirates, outer space and so on when I was younger. But as the world became a darker place so did my imagination."
That was the simplest explanation he could give without going deeper into his traumatic past than he already had with her. Goodness knows he didn't need to give her any more reason to feel sorry for him. Her current pity levels were hard enough to deal with.  
"Interesting" was all Sierra said in response. She paused before speaking again. "How long have you been writing?"  
Nathan was relieved that he had managed to skirt around a dangerous subject. "I think I wrote my first story when I was ten. I still have it saved in my writing folder on my laptop but every time I reread my old stuff out of curiosity I cringe at how terrible it was."  
That made her laugh. "Well now I want to see it but I know you'll never show it to me. What a shame."
"Everyone has their embarrassing secrets that should never see the light of day. I'm sure you have stuff you don't show to anyone either."
Sierra grew more serious. "Oh, for sure. I used to draw these stupid little comics in my school planner on the days I didn't have any homework to remember since the format worked well for comic panels. They're horrendous but I can't seem to throw them away."
Nathan had no idea she liked to draw. She had never talked about that when she talked about her hobbies. He knew she liked to read, bake, garden, and play puzzle games on her phone but had never heard anything about liking to draw.  
"Do you still draw?"  
Her answer was reluctant. "Yeah but I'm not that great. I read a lot of online comics so I tried keeping up with my practice to be able to draw like that someday but no matter how much I practice poses, faces, and whatnot I can't make myself be creative. Drawing a comic of my own is nothing more than a pipedream. I'm no storyteller."
He was surprised she was into something like that considering how amazed she seemed to be by his creative endeavors. But if she was telling the truth about her own creative abilities that was probably why.  


Superpowers are not all they are cracked up to be! Nathan Grant wanted nothing more than to live quietly after the tragedy his power caused when he was younger but fate has other plans for him, including meeting a mysterious woman named Sierra that no one can seem to remember...

*Set in the same universe as The Sound of Silence*

*Cover art by polkadottedscrunchie*

Hello, dear readers~

First of all, I wish to thank you for choosing to read this book. This is my first major attempt at writing an in-depth fantasy novel series. I've written several short stories & made-up myths in the past, but always lost interest in the story line before I had even completed writing it. For the first time, I've got an epic tale in mind that simply will not let go of me & has been bugging me for years to be written out in whole; a culmination of all the prior tales I have left untold. 

This being the first installment, 'The Kitsutora' introduces our main protagonist Saku Kumi and is written as though through her eyes. In fact, a few of the chapters will be her personal reflections written as though you are reading her personal journal. Pulling inspiration from my own favorite tales, I hope to entice you, my readers, to keep turning the page to read more about her journey through life on an alien world. She not only must learn to navigate it first on her own then later with the help of new friends, but also bring back together its inhabitants as they live a fractured existence.

As this tale will cover all stages of Saku Kumi's life as well as mature topics, please be prepared for explicit content & erotic scenes; more so in future installments than this one. For I feel that.. what's the point of having a romance if one leaves out the juicy bits? ;) Am I right!? Also, since I know that I become easily bored with a story once I figure out how it's going to end, I've incorporated a high amount of mystery & intrigue into the telling of this tale. Since several of my proof-readers have already come to me with questions, I feel that I should tell you that ALL questions shall be answered within the confines of the story if you simply continue reading. 

If, as the author, I simply provided you with the answers in the beginning.. Would you bother to keep reading? I know I wouldn't! A good tale is in the weaving of it and since real life has an innate sense of mystery, I weave this story in just the same way. Anyway, I do so hope you will enjoy this tale as I have come to enjoy the weaving of it. Being one who has always been described as creative & imaginative, I have poured every last once of my experience, imagination, & education into the weaving of this saga. 

Come along with me as I invite you to follow along with Saku Kumi as she writes about her discoveries her world & a great many secrets hidden within herself as well as the universe around her!



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NOTE:: This installment has just gone through a major round of edits with a tiny bit of new information & a 2nd perspective being added in. However, the major story-line has not changed~ :)



My very 1st epic fantasy, sci-fi, romance!

COMING SOON!

Hello, the author here. I hope you enjoyed the Noriko Time arc, as short as it was. I want to apologize, because I ended up leaving the arc unfinished for a while with no updates. This is because at some point, I had lost creative interest in many of the ongoing stories I had already published, and as a result many new stories were born, most of which are unpublished.
However, I have now wrapped up Noriko Time, and I hope I did it in a way that brought you a satisfying conclusion, and story all the way through. I personally enjoyed being able to briefly touch on the concept of time travel, if only vaguely; the slight glimpse into Yuji, Noriko, and Rin's past is something I also felt satisfied writing, and I hope you enjoyed reading. While, as we all know, time travel would yield unpredictable and sometimes dangerous results, it was fun to brush upon what could have been, had the timeline been shuffled a bit.

The story is far from over, and Yuji still has much to do. While updates may be slower from here on, I have rediscovered my passion for writing this story, so the tale will go on. As many questions remain unanswered, many places haven't been visited, and a few of the story's major players haven't been introduced yet, I'm not entirely sure what Yuji will be doing from here on. But, whatever it is, I hope you can read and enjoy, as I am going to write to the best of my ability to make the next arc better than the last.

Whatever Yuji's going to be up to, he should probably worry about explaining to Alice how he forgot to prevent that war. He's in for a few year's worth of earfulls.

Thanks for reading.

-9Shi(MakYuki)

Sasaki Yuji is a normal student who is determined to live a normal student life. His plans are cut short when he dies on his first day of his second year of high school. His killer: Takagi Noriko, his childhood friend, and first love. Standing before the afterlife, Yuji meets a girl who senses his anger and desire for revenge, and gives him an offer. The girl offers to return Yuji to the living world, on the condition that he works to bring back souls that escaped from the underworld by killing them. Yuji is eager to accept the offer, when he disovers his immense power, as well as affinity for spirit magic. However, killing spirits may not be a task for anyone to handle. Does he have the guts to do it? Or can he find another way to bring back the spirits?
 Spirits aren't the only problem that Yuji will have to deal with, as Yuji discovers that he is getting more than he signed up for.
 Read along with Sasaki Yuji as he recalls his tale of Struggling as a spirit exorcist as well as being pursued by multiple women, all while chasing the high school life.

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